Ling Chengyan naturally knew about Xiaoyu's background and origin, but she had never mentioned it to anyone.
Upon hearing Zheng Xiaotian talk like this, she simply smiled. Zheng Xiaotian, being clever, didn't ask further and changed the topic with a smile.
It was the first time Wang Liansheng came home late; it was nearly nine o'clock when he returned, carrying a bit of alcohol smell as he entered the house.
The older children had already been sent to their rooms to sleep, and little Shi Tou was also coaxed to sleep. Ling Chengyan, hearing the noise, stepped outside just in time to see Wang Liansheng parking his bicycle in the porch and turning to close the door.
Seeing his actions were steady and his mind clear, Ling Chengyan thought he hadn't drunk too much but still asked, "Shall I make you a bowl of sobering soup?"
Wang Liansheng was in a good mood, smiling as he waved his hand. "No need, just a glass of water will do for me."
While saying this, he stumbled a step.
